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[aid] => mick
[title] => All to be one
[time] => 2007-01-23 12:41:55
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[bodytext] => Say it's okay, help me to sway People are real, they're really okay Just caught up in illusioin, the living decay The walking dead is how I like to view The everyday people, the me's and you's A throwback to history is what I see Time has no distinction There's no distinct time For all is one, we are one with it all Reality TV, can this really be true How much worth is pumped through the tube From what I can see, time stands still What we do today is seen through the eye The eye of the brother The child without mother No restriction in place to keep them in line A brother to whom, not me, nor you We don't listen to our parents Brother tells us what to do Slightly hidden from our seeing Just slightly out of view Lies we eat like our bodies need it Truth it hurts, energy depleted For all to be one there must be some fun No more misery broadcast We're so under the thumb The thumb it is harmless, so creatit the gun By our own hand, the killing of man So foolish are we, so quick to believe Our enemies are friends, let's not pretend For we will meet again at the bitter end The end will be bitter when we learn the truth We've wasted the time, wasted the life Like children in school, only when fully grown Realise what they lost, their place on the throne Life is a school, a large scale playing ground The longer you remain, the longer you skip class The quicker you will fall, hitting hard on the ground Learn what you can, achieve what you need 'Cos there's no coming back, there's no worth in greed So make sure the key you hold in your hand Is as powerful as the one in your heart Otherwise you'll miss the flight Left there standing whilst the others they depart Collaborattion of one's soul both physical and mental Will gain you access to your place upon the mantle All sin will be forgiven, just like the wax in a candle Burned without choice, hurt with no voice Yet it adheres to the power, because it's foretold So remember my son For all to be one, there must be some fun [comments] => 2 [counter] => 268 [topic] => 21 [informant] => tiggytom [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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